and i got ready to leave and i turntd turned around and on the beach i spied the route 66 bar, in roda, spain. and i thought to myself -- it hit me like a ton of bricks. i went, i get it. they sent the horse. they sent cattle. they sent all the european traditions to us. and we sent them back a legend of a highway. and at that moment i realized this is an international road, a legend, and i lived on it. i grew up on it. when i was a little kid, i was so into old west history and i would read true west in the office during slow times and i would look up and i would go, nothing ever happened in kingman, arizona, this is the dumbest place you could ever live. history is what happened in tombstone, arizona, dodge city, kansas, deadwood, dakota, nothing happened here. well, fast forward, about ten years ago i got a call from a writer and he said i read about your article of your father's gas station and the arizona highway and i'd like to interview you. and i said, sure. and his first question, the very first thing he asked me is what was it like growing up in such a historic place? the wei